Thursday, February 12, 2009
Friday, January 30, 2009
Vote for Luma!
To support Spay Day, The Humane Society of the United States and Humane Society International host the Spay Day Online Pet Photo Contest.
Luma was spayed just yesterday on 01/29/2009!
Please vote for Luma!
Yes I did study the benefits and risks of getting your pet neutered/spayed. And I still believe in getting your pets neutered/spayed unless you are a responsible breeder.
Luma was spayed just yesterday on 01/29/2009!
Please vote for Luma!
Yes I did study the benefits and risks of getting your pet neutered/spayed. And I still believe in getting your pets neutered/spayed unless you are a responsible breeder.
Friday, November 21, 2008
Monday, September 15, 2008
Power of Oprah
Apparently if your dress makes it on the Oprah Winfrey show, it is worth extra $10. At least at Ann Taylor it is.
Thursday, August 28, 2008
Thursday, August 21, 2008
Friday, July 25, 2008
Angry with UMHS
This is about my frustrating visit to the University of Michigan Hospital--specifically the Department of Urology. I will spare you the details of why I was there but don't worry, it's not because I wet my pants or anything like that.
Back in early May, my PCP referred me to see an Urologist. They never called (like they're supposed to) to set up an appointment. So I call 2 weeks later to make an appointment and the lady on the phones goes "you already have an appointment". Nice. They scheduled it for a day when I'm out of the country and never told me. So I had to reschedule and it was scheduled for 7/24. I went to Japan 6/19-7/13, went to work 7/14-7/18, and traveled to Toronto 7/19-7/23 for a conference. Needless to say this 7/24 appointment was not something I was looking forward to.
Oh, and I had to keep a log of what/when/how much I drank and when/how much I peed for 3 full days. This really confirmed that I really only drink caffeinated and/or alcoholic beverages only. For example my fluid intake on 7/20/2008:
8:30 AM 6 oz OJ, 8 oz coffee
9:30 AM 8 oz coffee
10:30 AM 8 oz coffee
12:40 PM 6 oz coke
4:15 PM 8 oz coffee
8:30 PM 20 oz beer
10:00 PM 20 oz beer
11:00 PM 20 oz beer
12:00 AM 4 oz water
But to be fair, I was at a conference where there served coffee through out the day and exhausted scientists ready to drink at night.
Anyway, the urology office told me to get there 30 minutes early so I did. In addition to all the paperwork they made me fill out before getting there, I filled out more paperwork. Then peed in a cup and waited. They called my name pretty fast so I was excited about that. But the nurse couldn't pronounce my first name OR last name so I had to ask her to see the chart. She pronounced it: "yoo-raa, ai-da-ke". I think she's dyslexic. And she's a nurse.
The nurse put me in a room, took my pulse and BP (well, the machine did), and asked me how tall I am and how much I weigh. She didn't even bother to put me on a scale. She goes "did they tell you that the doctor is running 40 minutes late?" Me: "uhhh, no, they just said she's running a little behind schedule." Dyslexic nurse: "Oh. Ok, she'll be right in."
--- ONE HOUR OF NOTHINGNESS ---
I think I managed to take a few naps on the chair. Then FINALLY a knock at the door! No, it's a not a doctor, it's a Physician's Assistant. She basically sat there for 10 minutes and went over everything I filled out prior to the appointment. She said a nurse will do an ultrasound of the bladder and the doctor will be right in.
The nurse (not dyslexic, that I could tell) comes in and tells me to go pee. I'm like lady I just peed an hour ago for you people and she told me to go try anyway. So I come back, she does an ultrasound which took less than 3 minutes. "Yup, looks like your bladder is empty." Thanks...
15 minutes later, the PA is back. She has the discharge paperwork and told me I don't have to come back.
So I was there for 2.5 hours. Spent total of 5-10 minutes with a nurse, 15 minutes or so with a PA, and ZERO with anyone with an MD. Not even an intern. So yeah.
Oh, and the dyslexic nurse is probably not aware of this thing called HIPAA.
Photo taken when I was in the exam room by myself.
Back in early May, my PCP referred me to see an Urologist. They never called (like they're supposed to) to set up an appointment. So I call 2 weeks later to make an appointment and the lady on the phones goes "you already have an appointment". Nice. They scheduled it for a day when I'm out of the country and never told me. So I had to reschedule and it was scheduled for 7/24. I went to Japan 6/19-7/13, went to work 7/14-7/18, and traveled to Toronto 7/19-7/23 for a conference. Needless to say this 7/24 appointment was not something I was looking forward to.
Oh, and I had to keep a log of what/when/how much I drank and when/how much I peed for 3 full days. This really confirmed that I really only drink caffeinated and/or alcoholic beverages only. For example my fluid intake on 7/20/2008:
8:30 AM 6 oz OJ, 8 oz coffee
9:30 AM 8 oz coffee
10:30 AM 8 oz coffee
12:40 PM 6 oz coke
4:15 PM 8 oz coffee
8:30 PM 20 oz beer
10:00 PM 20 oz beer
11:00 PM 20 oz beer
12:00 AM 4 oz water
But to be fair, I was at a conference where there served coffee through out the day and exhausted scientists ready to drink at night.
Anyway, the urology office told me to get there 30 minutes early so I did. In addition to all the paperwork they made me fill out before getting there, I filled out more paperwork. Then peed in a cup and waited. They called my name pretty fast so I was excited about that. But the nurse couldn't pronounce my first name OR last name so I had to ask her to see the chart. She pronounced it: "yoo-raa, ai-da-ke". I think she's dyslexic. And she's a nurse.
The nurse put me in a room, took my pulse and BP (well, the machine did), and asked me how tall I am and how much I weigh. She didn't even bother to put me on a scale. She goes "did they tell you that the doctor is running 40 minutes late?" Me: "uhhh, no, they just said she's running a little behind schedule." Dyslexic nurse: "Oh. Ok, she'll be right in."
--- ONE HOUR OF NOTHINGNESS ---
I think I managed to take a few naps on the chair. Then FINALLY a knock at the door! No, it's a not a doctor, it's a Physician's Assistant. She basically sat there for 10 minutes and went over everything I filled out prior to the appointment. She said a nurse will do an ultrasound of the bladder and the doctor will be right in.
The nurse (not dyslexic, that I could tell) comes in and tells me to go pee. I'm like lady I just peed an hour ago for you people and she told me to go try anyway. So I come back, she does an ultrasound which took less than 3 minutes. "Yup, looks like your bladder is empty." Thanks...
15 minutes later, the PA is back. She has the discharge paperwork and told me I don't have to come back.
So I was there for 2.5 hours. Spent total of 5-10 minutes with a nurse, 15 minutes or so with a PA, and ZERO with anyone with an MD. Not even an intern. So yeah.
Ann L. Oldendorf - YOU SUCK.
That's the name of the doctor I never saw for you slow people.Oh, and the dyslexic nurse is probably not aware of this thing called HIPAA.
Photo taken when I was in the exam room by myself.
Tuesday, June 17, 2008
I should submit this to the FAIL blog
I'm going home for 3 weeks soon! Anyway, my sister asked me to pick up a bottle of Dave's Insanity Sauce for her husband. I took my friend's advice and decided to take a bottle of Clancy's Fancy Hot Sauce to him as well, since it's made here in Michigan.
I was off at a pet store in Saline looking a bunny stuff (that's going to have to be a completely different post...) my friend was nice enough to go to Zingerman's to pick up the bottle of Clancy's for me. I wanted 2, 1 "Xtra Hot" for my brother-in-law and 1 "Hot" for my dad. Well, Zingerman's only had Hot. So I went to Whole Foods later and picked up a bottle of the Xtra Hot.
WTF Zingerman's!
I've always known Zingermans' overpriced everything but Whole Foods isn't exactly a discount store either. $8.99 vs. $5.19? FAIL.
I was off at a pet store in Saline looking a bunny stuff (that's going to have to be a completely different post...) my friend was nice enough to go to Zingerman's to pick up the bottle of Clancy's for me. I wanted 2, 1 "Xtra Hot" for my brother-in-law and 1 "Hot" for my dad. Well, Zingerman's only had Hot. So I went to Whole Foods later and picked up a bottle of the Xtra Hot.
WTF Zingerman's!
I've always known Zingermans' overpriced everything but Whole Foods isn't exactly a discount store either. $8.99 vs. $5.19? FAIL.
Thursday, May 29, 2008
Oh shit. I'm stupid.
So yes. I've been patiently waiting for my stimulus check. Well duh. It was direct deposited into my account weeks ago. I'm so stupid.
Monday, May 19, 2008
Thursday, April 10, 2008
Tuesday, April 1, 2008
Money Doesn't Make You Happy
But it would really make it easier for me to concentrate on being happy right now, let me tell you.
I hate my job. I theoretically I don't hate "my job" but man, the place I work for is just insane. The turnover rate is amazing. We've had more certifiably crazy people working at our place than any other place I know. It's an extremely stressful place to work, and I'm not exaggerating. You can ask any ex or current employees. Besides, I want to get back into engineering and hang out with my enginerd buddies. Conclusion: I need a new job.
Winter in Ann Arbor convinced me that I need a 4x4 or AWD vehicle. I <3 my current car but I concluded it's not very practical at this point in my life. But really I should wait until I get a new job to make sure I can afford it then, and that I am staying in Michigan. Conclusion: I need a new job soon.
Other than stress-related insomnia, this friggin' apartment keeps me from sleeping well. The dog that barks and howls all day and all night (I've heard that damn dog as early as 7 AM and as late as 3 AM) finally moved out TODAY. Phew. But there's still the flat-footed woman upstairs. I can track her whereabouts by her stomping. And the pipes are really loud so when she showers at like 6 AM every morning it startles me and wakes me up. Conclusion: I need a new job now.
So it seems I need a new job in order to even think about being happy, right? Maybe not money but financial stability (@ high-enough-income) will certainly jump start my happiness.
After I get me a new job, new car and a new place, maybe I'll get me a new man (or woman) and a cuddly pet. Who knows. Sky's the limit!
Umm. So if anyone knows of any job openings in the Ann Arbor area that will take a female engineer w/ MS in EE and 7 years of totally unrelated professional experience which made me jaded and fluent in the language of bitch-admin please let me know!
I hate my job. I theoretically I don't hate "my job" but man, the place I work for is just insane. The turnover rate is amazing. We've had more certifiably crazy people working at our place than any other place I know. It's an extremely stressful place to work, and I'm not exaggerating. You can ask any ex or current employees. Besides, I want to get back into engineering and hang out with my enginerd buddies. Conclusion: I need a new job.
Winter in Ann Arbor convinced me that I need a 4x4 or AWD vehicle. I <3 my current car but I concluded it's not very practical at this point in my life. But really I should wait until I get a new job to make sure I can afford it then, and that I am staying in Michigan. Conclusion: I need a new job soon.
Other than stress-related insomnia, this friggin' apartment keeps me from sleeping well. The dog that barks and howls all day and all night (I've heard that damn dog as early as 7 AM and as late as 3 AM) finally moved out TODAY. Phew. But there's still the flat-footed woman upstairs. I can track her whereabouts by her stomping. And the pipes are really loud so when she showers at like 6 AM every morning it startles me and wakes me up. Conclusion: I need a new job now.
So it seems I need a new job in order to even think about being happy, right? Maybe not money but financial stability (@ high-enough-income) will certainly jump start my happiness.
After I get me a new job, new car and a new place, maybe I'll get me a new man (or woman) and a cuddly pet. Who knows. Sky's the limit!
Umm. So if anyone knows of any job openings in the Ann Arbor area that will take a female engineer w/ MS in EE and 7 years of totally unrelated professional experience which made me jaded and fluent in the language of bitch-admin please let me know!
Friday, March 28, 2008
Infomercials...
I am THE targeted audience for late-night infomericals. The one they have on "Local 4" (NBC in Detroit area) between Conan O'Brien and Carson Daly. If I'm up at that time, that means I was probably doing something I had to stay up late for. I'm tired. I'm staring at the TV screen...
And this shit comes on.
When I'm tired, I can't think straight. I'm sitting there with my mouth gaped open like an idiot going "whoa, look at that! I can do so much with this thing!" Good thing I had my computer turned off. Who knows. Otherwise I may have ordered it... I know I don't need it and I also know that I won't use it more than once or twice!
They're smart. They get you. They get you at your weakest.
See, but this guy is on while I'm wide awake so he gets no points. Annoying dude.
These are gross: product 1, product 2.
And this shit comes on.
When I'm tired, I can't think straight. I'm sitting there with my mouth gaped open like an idiot going "whoa, look at that! I can do so much with this thing!" Good thing I had my computer turned off. Who knows. Otherwise I may have ordered it... I know I don't need it and I also know that I won't use it more than once or twice!
They're smart. They get you. They get you at your weakest.
See, but this guy is on while I'm wide awake so he gets no points. Annoying dude.
These are gross: product 1, product 2.
Wednesday, March 26, 2008
When I am caught off guard...
- I admit to wanting children one of these days
- I am capable of killing a 1/4" silverfish with my bare fist
Feeling pretty uneasy right about now...
- I am capable of killing a 1/4" silverfish with my bare fist
Feeling pretty uneasy right about now...
Tuesday, March 18, 2008
Cute dog shitty owner
So this dog is really cute and smart. But what the hell? Does the owner not have time to play with his/her own dog???
Thursday, March 13, 2008
Radio show on the nets
So I have no idea why I decided to sensor everything but I did. This is what happens when I try to multi-task. Anyway. You all should listen to this show because look at what kind of music they play.
Sunday, March 9, 2008
Friday, February 22, 2008
Graduate Online
As I was staring at the snow storm that stretched from New York to Boston moving east on weather.com, I noticed this ad.
So "Graduate Online" from where, with what? That chick on the left is animated, by the way on the actual ad. She does this stupid white girl dance. She's wearing knee-high boots with a skimpy fuschia pink dress? Must be stripper school.
So "Graduate Online" from where, with what? That chick on the left is animated, by the way on the actual ad. She does this stupid white girl dance. She's wearing knee-high boots with a skimpy fuschia pink dress? Must be stripper school.
Tuesday, February 19, 2008
Young Tink
Young Tinkerbell. Fine line between hot and creepy? I don't know where I stand. I'm so confused.
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